Chapter 845 A good person lives a safe life

  Although Qin Lun is not yet fully familiar with Chinese and Chinese characters, in order to understand Feng Langjun's new works thoroughly, he also asked Zhang Bai to teach him word for word.

   At the same time, I read it every day, just to recite it word for word.

   He even used this article to practice calligraphy, in order to be able to write it silently.

  As a businessman, Qin Lun's ability to travel by sea from Daqin to the Kingdom of Seris cannot be attributed to his good luck.

   Of course, good luck is also an important aspect.

   And his boldness and courage.

  There is also that big speculative psychology.

  Feng Langjun's new work made Qin Lun see the speculative value.

  What he lacks now is an opportunity to speculate.

   And he knew that this opportunity would not make him wait too long.

  Jianye has started to get hot in May.

  Sun Quan's mood became anxious because of the heat.

   I don't know whether Wang Ling is too stupid, or the rumors about the bad relationship between the two are not true.

  Anyway, the faction sent to the north to spread rumors and sow rumors about the relationship between Wang Ling and Man Chong, but no news came back.

   Coupled with the Yinbo incident, Zhuge Zhiweiwen and others did not find what they wanted.

   Outside, there is the state of Shu holding a great victory, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

  These things added to Sun Quan's impatience of being trapped in a cage.

   If you get angry, you will lose your temper, and if you are impatient, you will need to resolve it.

  One of Sun Quan's ways to relieve his impatience is to talk to others about the gods and strangers.

   After all, gods have no worries.

  Even Zhang Zhao, the oldest person in the Wu Kingdom, talked with Emperor Sun about the gods.

   Then once, he was sprayed by Qi Duwei Yu:

  It’s just dead people, where are the gods? Are you still talking so loudly? Everyone will die later...

   The two big figures at the top of Wu's ranking are quite embarrassing.

  Of course, it’s fun to spray people for a while, and the crematorium afterwards.

  So in the year when Emperor Sun ascended the throne and amnesty the world, even Zhang Bai was included in the amnesty, and finally he was able to return to his hometown in Wujun.

   It happened that Yu Fan went against the current and was exiled to Jiaozhou.

  Talking about the world, talking about things like gods and strangers, it is natural to find someone with a lot of knowledge.

   Coincidentally, Qin Lun has been to many places, and he has seen more than many people, and he also knows how to behave.

  So Sun Quan often chatted with Qin Lun.

   Facing the ministers of the state of Wu, Sun Quan may still have some restraint, but he will not talk too much about the gods.

  But Qin Lun is different. He is from overseas, and he is not an official in Wu.

  In front of him, Sun Quan can talk about overseas affairs without any scruples.

  What's wrong with the emperor's interest in overseas affairs?

   Who isn't curious yet?

  Isn’t it normal to talk about overseas affairs with people from overseas?

  As a qualified businessman, Qin Lun must try to sell whatever the customer wants to buy.

   What's more, this customer has extraordinary power.

   It’s just that there are too many talks about overseas fairy mountains, so Qin Lun faintly understands: This emperor of Wu Kingdom, I’m afraid he has the heart to find overseas fairy mountains!

   Then Zhuge Zhiwei Wen was punished this year, and many people in Wu felt that the emperor had killed too much.

  But as an outsider, Qin Lun was even more sure of what he thought.

   He even boldly guessed that the two of them probably brought Sun Quan's secret order with them.

  The so-called punishment for violating the edict is actually Sun Quan's secret order.

  But even if Qin Lun could guess what Sun Quan was thinking, he could only bury it deeply in his heart and dare not tell anyone.

   As for the Emperor Wu's pursuit of longevity, the ministers of Wu State can openly oppose it.

   But he, an overseas businessman, said that he thought he didn't die fast enough.

   Of course, this kind of thing cannot be said.

  But it is still possible to use the overseas fairy mountains to make Emperor Wu happy, and take the opportunity to gain more benefits.

  Feng Langjun's new work is a good source of conversation.

   What's even better is that only a few people know about this article, not to mention Wu, even Shu.

  So what Qin Lun waited for was a chance to enter the palace and chat with Emperor Sun.

   This opportunity will come soon.

   On May 5th, the Chongwu Festival, there has always been a custom of dragon boat rowing in the land of Wuyue.

   It is also the current state of Wu, and the boat master is the sharpest, so it is natural to value this custom.

   Sun Quan, the great emperor of the state of Wu, came to the river in person to have fun with the people. After watching the dragon boat race, he felt moved.

  When I was having a feast with the officials, I made everyone compose poems and prose together, which made me very unhappy.

   Halfway through the banquet, the monarch and his subjects were half drunk. Sun Quan relapsed into his old ways when he was happy, and even stepped down from his position to persuade everyone to drink in person.

  Qin Lun took advantage of his status, and was able to sit in a corner and drink with Wu Guojun and his ministers.

  When Sun Quan toasted to him, his eyes were already drunk. He looked at Qin Lun and asked jokingly:

   "Everyone writes poems and prose today. Mr. Wu has been in Wu for several years. I wonder if it is possible to chant prose?"

  Qin Lun raised his glass early and stood up. After hearing Sun Quan's question, he quickly replied:

   "Only people from overseas, how can An compare with the sages under His Majesty the Emperor?"

   Sun Quan laughed.

   "However, although the theory is not well-written, I happened to hear an article a few days ago. I think it is a peerless article..."

   Before Qin Lun finished speaking, Sun Quan laughed again:

   "Since Mr. said it is a peerless excellent article, it must be so, you might as well read it and listen to it!"

  The people around also burst into laughter.

  Everyone knows this foreigner, and he hasn't even read all the words. How can he recognize what is meant by a peerless essay?

  Qin Lun's face remained unchanged. In fact, in the past few years, he has already understood the psychology of the people of Seris.

   Their vision is extremely high, and they look down on the small countries and clans around them at all. In their eyes, the status of myself, an overseas person, is not too high.

   But they are indeed qualified to do so.

  So Qin Lun can face the current situation calmly.

   "Haike talks about Yingzhou, Yantao is weak and trustworthy is hard to find..."

  Just the opening sentence made Sun Quan sober up on the spot, his eyes widened, and with a shake of the hand holding the wine glass, most of the wine spilled out!

  Yingzhou? !

   Is it Yingzhou?

  Did I hear correctly?

   "The Yue people speak Tianmu, and the clouds can be seen or faded."

  The first two sentences are considered top-notch, and some people at the banquet are already nodding secretly.

Just waiting to hear the words "Tianmu stretches toward the sky, pulls out the five mountains to cover Chicheng. The rooftop is 48,000 feet, and it is about to fall to the southeast", many people have already taken a breath, and at the same time became quiet, Qi Qi pricked up his ears to listen.

  At the same time, they thought in unison in their hearts:

  Where is Tianmu Mountain?

  I thought these two sentences were amazing enough, but I didn’t know that there was more behind:

   Qingming mighty bottomless, the sun and the moon shine on Jinyintai.

  Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the king of the cloud is coming and going.

  The tiger drums and the Xi Luan returns to the carriage, and the immortals are lined up like hemp.

  …

   Incredible, incredible!

  Everyone involuntarily stood up and leaned towards Qin Lun, just to hear clearly, for fear that they might miss a word.

  As for Sun Quan standing in front of Qin Lun, the ear cup in his hand had fallen to the ground without knowing it.

  Gold and silver platform, neon as clothes, wind as horses, tiger drums and harps, luan carriages, king of clouds, man of immortals!

   "Who is this Mr. Xie?"

   Just when everyone thought Sun Quan was going to ask who wrote the article, he actually asked the person in the article.

  No way, too excited.

  Xianshan, I secretly begged for it but couldn't find it. At this time, I suddenly heard that someone had seen Xianshan, and Sun Quan was already shaking with excitement.

   "Returning to Your Majesty, the villain doesn't know, I heard that he is a member of Feng Langjun's teacher."

  Qin Lun honestly told the news he got from Zhang Bai.

"who?!"

   "Feng Langjun."

   "Which Feng Langjun?"

   "It is Feng Langjun of the Shu Kingdom. This article is also written by Feng Langjun."

  The ministers of Wu Guoqun, who were shocked by the article, suddenly became extremely excited when they heard this.

  Is the article I read just now not exciting enough?

  I have to read an article written by someone from Shu!

   Zhang Zhao, on the other hand, squinted his eyes and stroked his beard, praising repeatedly:

   "Peerless good writing, it really is a peerless good writing! It is said that Feng Langjun is the person who created a generation of writing style, and this is really true!"

  After hearing Zhang Zhao's words, many people reacted.

   That’s right, that’s Feng Langjun!

   At any rate, he is also a person who created a style of writing for a generation, and it is normal that we cannot compare.

  The style of writing at this time is a transitional period breaking through the constraints of post-Han Confucianism.

   There is no strict rule of law in the later Tang Dynasty, and at the same time, many literati want to break through the shackles of Confucian classics.

  The rise of Jian'an literature and the later Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove are both representatives of it.

  Feng Yong's colorful and varied articles really opened the eyes of literati, giving people a feeling of opening the door to a new world.

   At this kind of banquet, reading articles from Shu people and overwhelming everyone will definitely attract people's hatred.

   But Feng Langjun...

   "From my point of view, Feng Langjun's writing is like a gem glowing with splendor. It is magnificent and moving, bold and unrestrained, and elegant like a fairy. It is really breathtaking!"

   "Otherwise, where did the name of Banished Immortal come from?"

   "Hahaha, reasonable, reasonable!"

  …

  Feng Yong was unfamiliar to Wu Guojun and ministers, because none of the people present had seen what he looked like.

   But at the same time, he is familiar, because his reputation is really not small.

   More importantly, in the past few years, many people have received a lot of real benefits from Shu.

  Wool and brown sugar are typical representatives.

  The source of these benefits can be traced back to Feng Yong.

   Being talented and famous, not only does no harm to Wu, but also benefits everyone.

  Thanks to Feng Langjun for sharing the wealth, good people will live a safe life!

  So many people actually have good intentions towards Feng Junhou.

   At this time, it is very natural to give Feng Langjun a handful.

  A good article knows no borders!

   Not to mention the Wu-Shu Alliance at this time.

   It was Sun Quan who asked Qin Lun to recite it again, and then took the paper written down by the palace servants, and tasted it carefully for a while, then looked up at the ministers:

   "Dear dears, why do I always feel that I haven't finished writing this article?"

   "Why don't you finish writing?"

  General Guan, who was far away in Longyou, asked the same question.

  As the actual controller of the military affairs of the Colonel's Mansion, General Guan naturally wanted to pass the Wu's intelligence.

  But at this time, Wu Guo is not considered the enemy of the big man, so this is not so important.

  She doesn't need to know how Zhang Xiaosi operates.

   But as long as there is progress or results in this matter, it must be reported to her.

  The attitude must be correct, and the principle must be kept.

   "Sun Quan's curiosity cannot be aroused until the writing is finished!"

  Zhang Xingyi gently covered his mouth with a small fan, approached Guan Ji's ear, and explained with a light smile:

   "The last few sentences: Suddenly the soul is throbbing, suddenly startled and sighing. I only feel the pillow of time, and the haze of the past. Isn't it obvious that I am dreaming?"

   "What if Sun Quan Zhidao is really dreaming, what should I do?"

  The weather in June has begun to heat up.

  Guan Ji has a tight waist and narrow sleeves, which makes her feel warmer than Zhang Xingyi's loose girl's outfit.

  Under the weather, she didn't bother to think about it, she just glanced at Zhang Xingyi, "Then what are you going to do next?"

   Zhang Xingyi recognized the wink, stretched out his round fan, and fanned towards Guan Ji:

   "Sister, it's not about the younger sister's future plans, but to see how Sun Quan reacts first, and then discuss it with brother."

  General Guan was very satisfied with Zhang Xiaosi's low profile appearance, she handed over the paper in her hand, nodded and said:

   "That's right, things like this can only be said to be done slowly. Even if it doesn't work at this time, as long as he can bury an idea in his heart, it may be useful in the future."

   Just like back then, although Zhang Xiaosi and his family Alang were engaged to each other, but after all, a thread was buried. Otherwise, why would I have all the troubles later?

  Thinking of this, General Guan hummed in his heart!

  Zhang Xingyi put away the paper with one hand, and fanned the fan non-stop with the other:

   "That's the reason! But when I think about it, I will know whether Sun Quan is curious, or whether he is tempted."

   "Oh? Tell me."

  Guan Ji was a little curious.

   "Didn't Sun Quan threaten to capture Hefei? If our guess about him is correct, then he will definitely send a letter to my brother, asking about the battle formation as an excuse to ask about this article."

   Zhang Xingyi's eyes shone with a sly gleam, like a little fox who had just eaten.

  Guan Ji heard this, but frowned slightly:

   "The Sun Quan threatened to attack Hefei, in my opinion, I'm afraid it's deceitful. There is a saying in the art of war: A good attacker moves above the nine heavens. It also says: Bing is expensive and quick."

   "This is all because we don't want the enemy to know our intentions. Like Sun Quan's announcement in advance, either the enemy is weak and we are strong, and he wants to intimidate the enemy, or he has no intention of marching."

  Even if the Wei army in Guanzhong was hit hard, compared to the number of people deployed by the big Han in Hanzhong and Longyou, the number alone is still comparable, let alone Hefei.

   At least one of them is evenly matched and cannot escape, and may even be stronger than Wu Guo.

   After all, Wu Guo does not have such a character as A Lang.

  A Lang's evaluation of Wu Guo's "more than conservative, not aggressive" is quite appropriate.

   It is not a question of whether you are willing to make progress, but a question of whether you have the ability to make progress.

   "My little sister doesn't understand military affairs. No matter whether he really wants to capture Hefei, but he already has an excuse for writing to ask brother."

  Zhang Xingyi covered her mouth and smiled softly, "Who is it that brother is so famous now?"

  Guan Ji also smiled slightly, and her eyes fell on a figure not far in front of her.

   "This mule is good!"

  Feng Junhou patted the mule in front of him, stretched out his palm, measured the height, head and tail of the mule, and nodded with satisfaction.

   Then he turned his head and asked Zhou Lu, the "Ranch King" who was acting as the commentator:

   "How many mules can be used now?"

  (end of this chapter)